Chapter(s)
3+
Status
In-Progress
Fandom
Harry Potter
Genre
Angst, AU, Drama, Family, Friendship, Suspense
Rating
18+
Disclaimer
I do not own Harry potter...though i wish i did i would be soo rich right now.
Author's Note
thank you for taking a look at my story this is my first time writing a HP/DM story i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoy writing it.
t had been over ten years since the two were seen. There were rumors after the war ended that the great Harry Potter was working at the ministry of magic, but that turned out to be false. Harry Potter, the boy who lived and Draco Malfoy had disappeared from the face earth. All but seven people knew where they were and those seven would rather die then tell you the tale. I'm writing to you, as you see, when the war ended many things went wrong and I had dropped out of school when I was 16. I never thought I would see him again...but I did, he saved my life, but he also ruined it by sending my father to Azakaban. Yes, if you've gotten this far then you might have figured out that I'm Draco Malfoy; the most hated wizard of the world, as The Daily Prophet likes to say. Oh yes, where was I, I hadn't changed much over the last 10 years, my hair was longer and I was in better shape than I had been in school, but the true surprise was that I had completely left the wizard world and was living like a true muggle. It was a great life; I worked part time at my mothers flower shop and part time as a freelance photographer, but the most interesting part was I didn't hate my life. Yes, I missed being able to use magic whenever I wanted but I like living my life like this. I am able to walk down the street and be invisible. It was on these rare days that I went home to visit the Manor, but I think I'll save that for another day.
Not Dead YET!
Draco Malfoy
Looking down at the paper, smiling, seeing that they had truly printed my work word for word. I guess it was good thing. I was sitting next to the window watching the snow falling outside. Looking back at the papers, I noticed they had an article under mine wondering if I would be coming back. As if I would, coming back would be the end of me being stalked, feared…not knowing if someone was going to kill me for what my father did. Shaking my head I fold the paper back up putting it on the table next to my steaming cup of hot coco.
"I guess its time to write letter number two," Pulling out a piece of parchment, quill and a bottle of ink I began by thinking back to that day.
Dear Profit,
I see you got my first letter, don't worry I'm going to tell you the full story and don't try finding out where the letter came from, though I don't use magic that much any more, that doesn't mean I wont charm something to keep my address a secret. Did you know that Harry had once been captured and kept at my childhood home and I helped him get out? I don't think he knows that. With that, I'll give you part of the story:
There I was standing in front of the massive building, if only my ancestor could see me dressed in muggles clothes with a sigh I walked up the walkway getting closer to the forgotten house. I was trembling not only from the cold but also because this place held so many memories good and bad. As I walked up to the door I noticed that this might be the last time I ever see the manor, as there are rumors that it would be tore down. Touching the cold brass knob, feeling sorrow fill me as I enter the manor. To this day the manor was perfect. Everything had a place even if it didn't seem like it belonged there. Heading straight towards the library on the ground floor. I think that's when I started to notice that for a house that had been empty for nearly 8 years it was really clean, no dust, nothing. Walking though the dark hallways towards the glow coming from the library door. Stopping in front to listen for any sounds, hearing light whispers before throwing open the door staring at the three people in the room. Sitting on the plush couches was not only my godfather Severus Snape but also Remus Lupin but what I think shocked me the most was that sitting across form them was none other than my own mother. On the table that separated them there were four to five books that lay open, pages filled with wisdom.
"Draco, what are you doing here?" Even though my father being sent to Azakban had broken my mother she pulled it together for me and her once blonde beautiful hair was not grayish from all the stress of everything in the past.
"I was coming to get a book but it seems I was beaten here. Snape. Lupin." Nodding my greeting to the both of them.
"Come Draco, we need to talk to you. There's something important that we've been needing to tell you." My eyes flicker from Snape back to my mother as she nods her head. Walking over and sitting on the blood red couch, I plop down next to my mother.
"What is it that you need to speak to me about?"
" It about your health… and the health of your rival." Lupin said taking a sip of his tea.
"Rival?" Looking confused, the only person who had been my rival was Harry and he disappeared just like I had.
"Yes Harry…it seems you two are more deeply connected then we thought." Lupin said with a small smile.
"Shh…you've said to much Lupin." Watching as that sparkle that had dulled over the years was back in my mothers eyes, meant she had a plan, a plan that involved me.
"Haven't you wondered why your magic keeps flaring up?" Staring at my mother wondering how she knew. I had done my best to hide it from her.
"You're suppressing your magic and it's getting unstable because you're not using it." Though I knew what my godfather had said was true I didn't want to believe him.
"We're willing to teach you how to wand less magic but you have to agree to the terms," watching as my mother brings out a contract. Taking it from here I begin to read before it is snatched from my hands, " Do you not trust your own mother, I was the one who wrote the contract."
"Yes, mum." Taking the contract and the quill, I sign my name not thinking or giving it a second thought.
"There. So when do the lessons start?"
"In about a week, that would give us time to set up." Looking at Lupin, slightly confused.
"Why?"
"You will see Dragon, now have a cup of tea." I knew I should be scared for what they were planning for me but I couldn't help but feel excited. It wasn't until Lupin said he had to go that I noticed that it was really getting late. Snape had left a few hours ago. So here we are two days left before I can take my lesson, though in the pit of my stomach I feel like I'm going to be meet an old friend.
Until then I'll leave you in suspense.
Waiting on the edge of his seat,
Draco Malfoy.
Charming the letter so that they couldn't change my words, I put it into an envelope. It had been over a week since the last one. Making the letter into a pigeon, opening the window I let it go watching it head toward the heart of London. Grabbing my jacket from the closet I head towards the door of my one bedroom flat. It was really cheap since the landlords' son licked me and I would baby-sit him every now and then. Opening the steel door just as Tony was going to knock, he looks like Harry but he has deep blue eyes that would make you want to give him the world if you could.
"Hey Tony, I was just coming over to get you."
"I thought I would come over…my parents have gone to get my cake," watching as he peeks around me looking into my apartment.
"Your mean, coming over to search for your birthday present." Chuckling at him as a blush works it way onto his cheeks.
"N-n-yes how is it you always know what I'm going to do before I even know it?" Bending down so that I'm eye level with the almost 11 year old. Pulling a small box out of my pocket.
"Its magic, here's the first part of your gift and you will get the rest when we get to where we are going for your party." Tony was special, he grew up a muggle but his family was far from being muggles. They were wizards just like me but they wanted to let him grow up a normal kid just in case he never got his power. But I knew better than them that he would get his power…well he had them he just didn't know how to use them. Taking my keys out of my pocket I locked my door before heading down the hallway with him by my side to his flat. I spent his last birthday here, he was born on July 18 at 5:00pm and here we were at 4: 58 standing out side his door.
"Are you ready for this? Its your big birthday, turning 11!" When I first moved in here, he annoyed me everyday until I had snapped and yelled at him to leave me alone. He did, just like that and I was a truly alone for a whole month. I didn't like it so I went to his flat and banged on the door and I brought some sweets that my mother had made me, he forgave me and we've been like brothers ever since. Putting the keys into the lock and unlocking the door just as it turned 5:00pm, opening the door just as a barn owl flew through the open window.
"Why…is that really an owl?" Smiling at him, I nod my head.
"Go and see what he has…there seems to be a letter," pulling out my cell I text his parents that an owl has come and that they should go to the manor.
"It's a letter. Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. I'm…a wizard."
"Yes, you are now bringing the letter with you; we need to get to your party." Grabbing the small pouch from my pocked I turned towards their empty wall pulling out my wand, I summon a fireplace. " OK, take a hand full of this powder, walk into the fireplace and say very, very clearly; Malfoy Manor and throw the powder down," watching as Tony was looking at me as if I was crazy.
"I'll let the fireplace come out of know where to go but…this is a little crazy Draco."
"You've always believed that there was magic and now you have your chance to do magic and you don't believe!" The narrowing of his eyes, the tightening of his lips, I know that he would do it.
"Malfoy Manor." With a burst of green flames, he was gone. Putting the powder back in my pocket I being thinking of what I could get Tony, heading towards the door I stop when I hear a pop. Turing around to face my mother and smiled at her.
"I see it was a good thing for me to come back, since you would've come late," she seems to glide over to be grabbing my arm and appearing back to the manor.
"I also have some good news; Lupin said he and his guest will be arriving today, it seems Lupin found him and they will be coming by train. So, they should be here later today early tomorrow morning." That evil twinkle was back in her eye; walking into the dinning room with her I see that it's decorated for the celebration.
"Who is Lupin bringing?"
"That's not important, what is important is that you will be able to soon start your lessons," I watched as my mother walked away to congratulate Tony.
"Dragon…. Dragon!" Feeling a soft hand on my shoulder, I snap out of my daydreaming.
"W-where did everyone go? " Looking around to the empty room.
"Dragon, the party is over they went home. What's gotten into you today, dreaming like this?" Feeling her warm hand up my cheek, urging me to look up at her.
"Mother, two months ago I had a dream. …This dream was strange, random flashing lights, color, scenes that I do not remember and some I chose not to remember and then it stops and it all becomes white and out of nowhere Po-Harry come only to stand there…at first he's yelling, screaming at me. About what I do not know but then it goes from that to him being all clammy and holding out his hand for me to take. When every time I try to reach for his hand, my body wouldn't move…like my body refuses him…he turns and walks away from me and I fall to the floor screaming for him to come back. I woke up with tears rolling down my face. I feel like he is the one that Lupin is bringing and if I'm wrong then tell me now."
"You're not wrong, he's coming and your dream is an omen for the future between you and him. It will all become clear soon," she kissed my forehead before leaving the room.
"I hope your right mother." Curling up on the couch in front of the fire the warmth and safety of it luring me to sleep.
Looking around the white room, I was in breathing deeply.
"It seems your awake," the girly voice rings out in my head.
"Whose there?" I looked around the room, seeing nothing but those white walls.
"It doesn't matter who's here, all that matters is who you really are… Draco Malfoy son of Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black," the voice disappears "close your eyes." Hearing her voice ring out in my head. Closing them just as I feel the wind blowing against my face. Opening my eyes to see that I'm no longer in London.
"Wh-where am I? Where did you take me?" I looked around the hill that I was currently on. Seeing a small village on the other hill, the buildings are all white.
"Home," this didn't look like it was even in my time period.
"Wait up!" I turned my head from the hillside city to see two little kids come running up wearing what seem to be togas. Gold bracelets on their arms.
"Damien, why did you bring me out here?" Looking to see that the one call Damien looked a lot like me when I was a child just he was darker than me as a child.
"Because Harrie, I wanted to show you this," watching as he takes the other's hands and between them glowed a colorful energy flowing from the blonde circling around them.
" Its amazing…so…this means you're what the elders call wizard…. meaning you will be sent far from me." Watching as a pain appears on Harries' face, his bright green eyes glazing over.
"No Harrie, I wont go … if you don't come with me I wont leave and if I do you will be coming with me."
"I have no special anything, Damien," as he pulls away from Damien the glow died out as he turns his back to Damien.
"Then…. I'll give you half of my energy, you know I cant live without you, your my protector, you saved my life and you're my connected one," watching as Damien turned Harrie around and held his palm to palm intertwining their fingers as their lips meet in a light kiss.
